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Please allow me to introduce myself

Im a man of wealth and taste

Ive been around for a long, long year

Stole many a mans soul and faith

And I was round when jesus christ

Had his moment of doubt and pain

Made damn sure that pilate

Washed his hands and sealed his fate

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guess my name

But whats puzzling you

Is the nature of my game

I stuck around st. petersburg

When I saw it was a time for a change

Killed the czar and his ministers

Anastasia screamed in vain

I rode a tank

Held a generals rank

When the blitzkrieg raged

And the bodies stank

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guess my name, oh yeah

Ah, whats puzzling you

Is the nature of my game, oh yeah

I watched with glee

While your kings and queens

Fought for ten decades

For the gods they made

I shouted out,

Who killed the kennedys?

When after all

It was you and me

Let me please introduce myself

Im a man of wealth and taste

And I laid traps for troubadours

Who get killed before they reached bombay

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah

But whats puzzling you

Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah

But whats confusing you

Is just the nature of my game

Just as every cop is a criminal

And all the sinners saints

As heads is tails

Just call me lucifer

cause Im in need of some restraint

So if you meet me

Have some courtesy

Have some sympathy, and some taste

Use all your well-learned politesse

Or Ill lay your soul to waste, um yeah

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guessed my name, um yeah

But whats puzzling you

Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down

Woo, who

Oh yeah, get on down

Oh yeah

Oh yeah!

Tell me baby, whats my name

Tell me honey, can ya guess my name

Tell me baby, whats my name

I tell you one time, youre to blame

Ooo, who

Ooo, who

Ooo, who

Ooo, who, who

Ooo, who, who

Ooo, who, who

Ooo, who, who

Oh, yeah

Whats me name

Tell me, baby, whats my name

Tell me, sweetie, whats my name

Ooo, who, who

Ooo, who, who

Ooo, who, who

Ooo, who, who

Ooo, who, who

Ooo, who, who

Ooo, who, who

Oh, yeah

 

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I rode a tank

Held a generals rank

 

Original;

I rode a tank

in the German ranks

Interesting. Are you saying they changed the lyrics after the song was released? Because the official Stones site shows the "general's" lyric. Either way, the reference to Rommel is very clear.

 

"And I laid traps for troubadours who get killed before they reached Bombay" -- I've never understood this reference. Can anyone enlighten me?

 

Cheers,

SD

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Let me please introduce myself

Iâ??m a man of wealth and taste

And I laid traps for troubadours

Who get killed before they reached Bombay

 

These lines are from the legendary Rolling Stones song Sympathy for the Devil. Strange are the ways of rock lyricists. Sometimes utterly pedantic lines become cult, like Deep Purple's "Smoke on the water, fire in the sky". At times it is a tad more philosophical â?? â??teenage wastelandâ? (from The Whoâ??s song Baba oâ?? Reilly) became a headbanging catchphrase some time in the seventies.

 

Coming back to The Rolling Stones, the song Sympathy for the Devil seemed strong in its logic till it came to this line â?? the killing of troubadours before they reached Bombay. I can hardly recall any troubadour coming to India through the Gateway of India. Unless if it is on a metaphysical level.

 

Troubadours are travelling musicians. Some defend the line saying troubadours refer to The Beatles. They became mystical in their song writing after coming to India, losing touch with reality and the commom man.

 

Now, as â??new age guruâ? Deepak Chopra would have us believe, The Beatles did a lot of LSD at Mahesh Yogiâ??s abode in India. Thanks, Deepak, for telling us that. Till now we knew that The Beatles got high only on gherkins.

 

So, did wide-mouth Mick mean the India trips did The Beatles in? Or did he simply mean The Beatles were killed because of the growing popularity of The Rolling Stones? Very difficult to say:

 

Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah

But whatâ??s confusing you

Is just the nature of my game

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(No answer actually)

 

Let me please introduce myself

Iâ??m a man of wealth and taste

And I laid traps for troubadours

Who get killed before they reached Bombay

 

These lines are from the legendary Rolling Stones song Sympathy for the Devil. Strange are the ways of rock lyricists. Sometimes utterly pedantic lines become cult, like Deep Purple's "Smoke on the water, fire in the sky". At times it is a tad more philosophical â?? â??teenage wastelandâ? (from The Whoâ??s song Baba oâ?? Reilly) became a headbanging catchphrase some time in the seventies.

 

Coming back to The Rolling Stones, the song Sympathy for the Devil seemed strong in its logic till it came to this line â?? the killing of troubadours before they reached Bombay. I can hardly recall any troubadour coming to India through the Gateway of India. Unless if it is on a metaphysical level.

 

Troubadours are travelling musicians. Some defend the line saying troubadours refer to The Beatles. They became mystical in their song writing after coming to India, losing touch with reality and the commom man.

 

Now, as â??new age guruâ? Deepak Chopra would have us believe, The Beatles did a lot of LSD at Mahesh Yogiâ??s abode in India. Thanks, Deepak, for telling us that. Till now we knew that The Beatles got high only on gherkins.

 

So, did wide-mouth Mick mean the India trips did The Beatles in? Or did he simply mean The Beatles were killed because of the growing popularity of The Rolling Stones? Very difficult to say:

 

Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah

But whatâ??s confusing you

Is just the nature of my game

 

As a footnote:

 

Depak Chopra was, many years ago, my personal physician. This is long before he became famous. His specialty was Internal Medicine, Diabetes and Endocrine Diseases.

 

I only visited his medical practice when I wanted a medical note for work. When I needed a day off and wanted to use sick leave, I always made a visit with Dr. Chopra to obtain a note for my employer. I didn't need a note from doctor for my employer. Although I took few sick days off I always brought a note to work from doctor. I was not sick. One time, Dr. Chopra asked me what was wrong with me and I told him the truth. So he suggested an "Upper Respiratory Infection" - I guess that meant the common cold. He was a nice regular guy when I knew him. The spiritual stuff came later. Yes, he was from India originally, I think.

 

I still have one of his business/appointment cards from all those years ago.

 

Small world!

 

:wave:

 

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